Gentle Summers

Too many hard-headed calculations
Weigh down my halting heart
And my dear-held friends
They too are pestered round
With worries crowding darkest fears
Perhaps I should grab those reins
Of galloping Destiny's mount
That fleet-footed steed of time
And guide my life to different paths
Of gentle summers reading rhyme

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